Even Sheltering Trees May Fall

Thoughts about the unexpected death of someone I knew long ago. (For Amy)

 

Even Sheltering Trees May Fall

 

Even sheltering trees may fall

if the wind gusts grow fierce

or a spark burns its way.

 

I read your obit with surprise

to see a name I knew,

a living, vibrant girl back when.

 

It’s thirty years

since that curly mop

shone atop your head.

 

since we drove home to NY

sharing a ride in my Saab

dropping you at your parents’ door.

 

The words tell the woman you’d become,

the lawyer and advocate,

parent and wife.

 

It doesn’t voice your fear

at giving back a life well-lived

as that spark caught fire inside you.

Reviews

[IMOGEAN]

What a lovely poem about your friend who has passed. I am sure she smiles down at your words.
A very beautiful poem indeed.